In the not so distant future
I shall reappear on stage
There will be no words
Read, or spoken by me
Neither a poet, or actress
Shall i be
Yet i shall be the only focus
Yet still, and unmoving
Barely blinking
I shall breathe
And mayhaps think
And look upon my audience
And wonder
At the creativity
That i may never see
As i lie
Upon my makeshift throne
Of destiny
Where my only desire
Will be to inspire
As i leave behind
Any ghosts of vanity
I will simply be
Me
Ive already
Bared my heart
And my soul
The triad of possibilities
Will soon become a whole

by Jemia